Biography:
The Milk Carton Kids is an American indie folk duo from Eagle Rock, California, United States, consisting of singers and guitarists Kenneth Pattengale and Joey Ryan, who formed the group in early 2011.
A performance by The Milk Carton Kids is a quiet and intricate affair. The duo have enjoyed intently listening audiences across the country and abroad in their respective solo careers, but an even greater sense of urgency and demand of attention is palpable now that they've come together as The Milk Carton Kids.
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Other songs:
- Michigan
- A Sea Of Roses
- All The Things
- As It Must Be
- Asheville Skies
- Big Time
- Broken Headlights
- Freedom
- Getaway
- Girls Gather Round
- Hear Them Loud
- Heaven
- Honey Honey
- Hope Of A Lifetime
- I Still Want A Little More
- Lake Skaneateles
- Laredo
- Like A Cloak
- Maybe Its Time
- Memoires Of An Owned Dog
- Memphis
- Milk Carton Kid
- Monterey
- New York
- No Hammer To Hold
- Nothing Is Real
- On The Mend
- One Goodbye
- Permanent
- Poison Tree
- Promised Land
- Queen Jane
- Retrospect
- Rock Roller
- Secret Of The Stars
- Secrets Of The Stars
- Shooting Shadows
- Sing Sparrow Sing
- Snake Eyes
- Stealing Romance
- The Ash And Clay
- The Jewel Of June
- There By Your Side
- Trouble In These Parts
- Undress The World
- Whisper In Her Ear
- Years Gone By
- Younger Years
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|Bm|A|G|
|D|A|D|
D A G
This don't feel like home anymore
Bm A G
Nothing is familiar when I walk through my door
Bm C G
So I thank the heavens or whoever's in charge
D A G
This don't feel like home anymore
D A G
I don't feel the pain I once did
Bm A G
One day it just vanished like a milk carton kid
Bm C G
Are your rooftops set free in a hurricane wind?
D A D
I don't feel the pain I once did
E7
Home was a just a broken heart
A7
A driveway to park a car
Bm A G
A memory of a dream long since in discard
Bm C G
Say you won't be surprised at the joy in my heart
D A G
This don't feel like home anymore
D A D
& I no longer feel such a shame
Bm A G
Since the day she stood beside me at a football game
Bm C G
And I knew that I loved her before I knew her name
D A G
I no longer feel such a shame
E7
Home was a just a broken heart
A7
A driveway to park a car
Bm A G
A memory of a dream long since in discard
Bm C G
Say you won't be surprised at the joy in my heart
D A G
This don't feel like home anymore
Solo:
|G|G|Bm|A Em|Em|
|D|A|G|Bm|C|G|
|D|A|D
D A G
This ain't no time for regret
Bm A G
To witness without mercy, but neither to forget
Bm C G
If we keep looking backwards, we'll break our necks
D A G
This ain't no time for regret
D A D
This ain't no time for regret
|D|A|D|
D A G
This don't feel like home anymore
Bm A G
Nothing is familiar when I walk through my door
Bm C G
So I thank the heavens or whoever's in charge
D A G
This don't feel like home anymore
D A G
I don't feel the pain I once did
Bm A G
One day it just vanished like a milk carton kid
Bm C G
Are your rooftops set free in a hurricane wind?
D A D
I don't feel the pain I once did
E7
Home was a just a broken heart
A7
A driveway to park a car
Bm A G
A memory of a dream long since in discard
Bm C G
Say you won't be surprised at the joy in my heart
D A G
This don't feel like home anymore
D A D
& I no longer feel such a shame
Bm A G
Since the day she stood beside me at a football game
Bm C G
And I knew that I loved her before I knew her name
D A G
I no longer feel such a shame
E7
Home was a just a broken heart
A7
A driveway to park a car
Bm A G
A memory of a dream long since in discard
Bm C G
Say you won't be surprised at the joy in my heart
D A G
This don't feel like home anymore
Solo:
|G|G|Bm|A Em|Em|
|D|A|G|Bm|C|G|
|D|A|D
D A G
This ain't no time for regret
Bm A G
To witness without mercy, but neither to forget
Bm C G
If we keep looking backwards, we'll break our necks
D A G
This ain't no time for regret
D A D
This ain't no time for regret
The Moldy Peache (...)
The Monkees
The Moody Blues
The Morning Bend (...)
The Morning Of